Saturday I walked with the Weight Watchers group and my oldest daughter had a walk with the artist she's helping. She stayed the rest of the afternoon with her and helped her in her studio. I really like it when she is removed from the computer for several hours. She can sit in front of the computer from morning until the wee hours of the following morning. After my walk I worked in the garden for awhile, then started in on crocheting dish clothes for my mother-in-law for her birthday.
Sunday we hiked. Yay us! I'm always talking about hiking and I finally did it. My kids were less than enthused, but sometimes you have to make them do it anyway. More time away from the computer too!
Yesterday I knew I was going to grill pizza. All weekend I knew I was going to grill pizza, yet it took me all weekend to decide if I was going to grill pizza for guests. Of course, when you decide at 8:00pm the night before you are going to grill pizza, you can't expect a fantastic turnout.
So as of Monday morning, I thought I was grilling just for one family and us and my mom and cousin. I ran to the store for marshmallows to roast over the fire and when I got home my daughter was on the phone with the other family I invited and they were coming too.
Suddenly I had 14 people to grill pizza for. But it was a lot of fun. The families were the parents of my youngest daughter's friends and of course her friends.
The pizza turned out great (didja ever grill a pizza?), the moms were fascinated and the dads were determining their wives' next grilling project.
So although spontaneous, it was a lot of fun. The weather was cooperative, the food was really good and we got to know some people better.
Around about 5:30pm the subject changed to the big humanities project the girls were supposed to have complete for today and the 90 math problems they were supposed to be working on. Suddenly everyone broke up to check in with our daughters and their lack of progress. Because, although their was much noise and laughter, it was not over the joy of completing their homework. For that we had to break them up.
I love it when a plan (or lack of plan) comes together.